Chapter One Thousand and Thirty-Seven: Sun The Great Linguist Mo

Bai Baobao is not a person who cherishes himself.

In other words, he is a person who is obsessed with the study of spirit lines, and he is completely uninterested in other things besides this subject.

become a saint?

Become a master of spirit pattern?

For these honors, the white coat of arms doesn't matter.

This sphere was excavated from a dark ruin by a director of Longling Manor. Generally speaking, any organization that got it would never let anyone visit it.

For parsing it, there could well be priceless loot.

But there is no white coat of arms, as long as it is a spirit pattern master, anyone can come to visit.

Some of the spirit pattern masters present were stuck in a bottleneck and could not break through. They wanted to use the ball to break through, and some planned to comprehend the mystery of the sphere and exchange the white coat of arms for some rare books...

But it's not that easy.

Many of them have been here for several years, so everyone is already familiar with each other.

Sun Mo, a new face, just arrived, and he saw through the first layer of the sphere, which naturally caused an uproar.

"Hush!"

A famous teacher told everyone not to make noise so as not to disturb Sun Mo.

...

"Where is this place?"

Sun Mo was stunned.

His whole body seemed to be floating in space without gravity.

Up and down, there is no boundary between heaven and earth, and there are strange and colorful auroras all around, like big rivers, flowing forever.

Fortunately, there is no sense of suffocation.

But living in such an environment will cause great psychological pressure.

It is really too open, and human beings are as small as a speck of dust.

After thumping twice, Sun Mo found that he could actually move in a swimming posture as if he was in the water, so the dog planing he learned as a child came in handy.

call!

A ribbon of aurora washed away, and spots of light splashed down from the ribbon.

"what?"

Sun Mo discovered that these light spots had a shape.

Could it be some kind of text?

Sun Mo was too far away from these light spots, unable to grasp them, he could only rely on his memory.

The aurora star belt was drifting, and light spots of various shapes kept flying out.

After Sun Mo memorized a full 120, he found that there were repetitions.

"Is this some kind of text? No, if it is text, the amount is too rare, so could it be something like Morse code?"

"If it is, then am I blind?"

Sun Mo has studied this kind of code out of interest, and knows how it is composed. If these light spots are also that kind of thing, then to analyze them, he must first understand their characters.

That's the end of it.

and many more!

If this sphere is a planetary globe, then the source of the code is the race that made this planetary globe,

They should be worried that if they record directly in words, it will be deciphered by others, so they used some kind of logic to create these spots.

The question then becomes, what is the script of this race?

"System, do you know these spots?"

Sun Mo asked.

The system is silent, obviously not giving Sun Mo any technical support.

"All right!"

Sun Mo had no hope for the system.

It should not be Kyushu language, then it may be some kind of ancient prophecy...

After all, Sun Mo is also a linguist, but when he thinks that there are many kinds of ancient languages, he feels irritated that he has nowhere to start.

No, with the technological sense displayed by this planetarium, could the ancient humans in Kyushu make it?

Sun Mo thought of the Sith clan in the Green Mist Forest.

That is super civilization!

Well, just try it in their language!

Sun Mo spent 200,000 favor points to learn a full set of Sith language.

This is not just as simple as being able to speak and write, but to learn from the origin of the Sith language and fundamentally understand the entire process of the birth of this language.

So when Sun Mo used Sith language to observe these light spots, he found that they were pictographic fragments of ancient Sith scripts.

To put it bluntly, it is the earliest Sith language, similar to China's oracle bone inscriptions.

To decipher this thing, one must study the Sith language intensively.

Sun Mo found an idea, and then he didn't want to continue, because it was too troublesome.

"I've been working on it for a long time, and it's not the study of spirit lines, but linguistics."

Sun Mo probably guessed that this planetarium should be a map drawn by the Sith people, and they must have discovered other intelligent races, such as the ancient Kyushu people.

In order not to let their own achievements fall into their hands, they use this pictographic fragment to record everything.

It's like foreigners who have learned Chinese and can understand Chinese characters, but if you let them read oracle bone inscriptions, you are guaranteed to be blind.

"But how do you get out?"

Just when Sun Mo stopped thinking and wanted to go out, his consciousness suddenly went blank, and when he regained consciousness, he found that he had woken up.

All around are looking at their own eyes.

"This famous teacher invited you, did you find anything?"

A famous teacher cupped his fists and asked for advice in a kind manner.

Sun Mo remained silent. He was not good at lying, and it was too difficult for him to know nothing, but he was not happy to let him admit it.

Because he was worried about being entangled.

After all, the origin of the Sith language is more troublesome.

But all the spirit pattern masters present were well-informed, and Sun Mo's murmur gave them a different smell.

"Isn't it? Did you really find out?"

"Little friend, share it?"

"I'm Murong Yao from Jixia Academy. I don't know Your Excellency. Can you share your experience?"

The famous teachers spoke one after another.

There's no way, they've been waiting here for too long, and they've gotten nothing. Now they suddenly see an opportunity, so they're naturally very urgent.

"Feel sorry!"

Sun Mo got up.

"Hey, don't go yet, we have something to discuss!"

When the famous teachers saw that Sun Mo was about to leave, they hurriedly stopped him.

"Your Excellency, I have an ancient spirit pattern here, and I will exchange information with you!"

That Murong Yao spoke up.

Interest is always the sharpest weapon.

Sun Mo turned his head, the famous teacher of Jixia Academy was really rich and powerful.

Murong Yao was very angry, not afraid of Sun Mo's repentance, he took out a notebook directly from his cloth bag, opened it, tore off a book, folded it with one hand, and handed it to Sun Mo.

Swish!

Everyone's eyes immediately looked over.

Why!

want to see!

What Murong Yao took out must be something good.

Sun Mo didn't answer, but looked at the tall man.

"A few words, if the explanation is not clear, listen to my advice and give up. Even if you think hard here for a hundred years, you will not be able to comprehend it."

Wow!

Sun Mo's words directly caused an uproar.

"Hmph, what do you mean? Are we stupid?"

A famous teacher was upset and sprayed directly.

After all, they are all genuine masters and academic experts. Sun Mo's words are simply too small.

Sun Mo cupped his fists.

If it wasn't for Mei Yazhi's face, he wouldn't care about Murong Yao.

"I'll add another spirit pattern!"

Murong Yao insisted: "You are willing to exchange information, but you don't have to worry about whether I understand or not."

"Hehe, Master Murong, I'm good friends with a famous teacher from your Jixia Academy, otherwise I wouldn't talk to persuade you."

Sun Moxin said, this is a esoteric linguistics, the entire Kyushu probably doesn't have relevant books, where do you learn it from?

Murong Yao pondered.

"give up."

After Sun Mo finished speaking, he turned and went downstairs.

"This guy is only in his twenties, right? How talented can he be? He's probably pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, playing tricks on us!"

Some people questioned Sun Mo's words.

"That's right, the spirit patterns that Master Murong produced are all top quality. As long as they are spirit pattern masters, I don't believe anyone is interested."

"But those who can enter Longling Manor must be of good standard, right? And they did see through the first layer of the sphere as soon as they came up."

The famous teachers were discussing, but they still felt that the opportunity was once in a thousand years, so they chased after it again.

"Teacher, how is it?"

Lu Zhiruo is not qualified to go upstairs, so she looked at Sun Mo eagerly, waiting for him to popularize science

"It's very interesting, but it takes too much time to crack it. If your elder sister has time, let her do it!"

Sun Mo didn't like copywriting.

"Go, go and see the second problem!"

"Oh!"

Lu Zhiruo followed, but stopped after walking a few steps, because the group of famous teachers surrounded her.

"We won't let you talk for nothing? You will be paid!"

"Yes, what do you want? Make an offer?"

"Judging from your accent, you are from Jinling, right? We are still fellow villagers!"

The yelling made Sun Mo's head hurt.

People passing by were also alarmed. When they heard that someone had seen through the mystery of the ball, they immediately gathered around, and more and more people came.

"what happened?"

A coercive and rough voice interrupted the noise.

Even those masters immediately shut up and turned their heads to say hello.

"Master Cui!"

The person who spoke was an old man with gray hair, but there were no wrinkles on his face, and he was full of air.

His name is Cui Shun'en, he is the number two person in Longling Manor, and he is also the first assistant of Bai Emblem.

Someone hastened to explain.

Cui Shunen frowned after hearing this, and looked at Sun Mo: "Have you figured out the mystery of that ball?"

"I didn't figure it out, but I roughly guessed some."

Sun Mo's tone was neither humble nor utter a word.

He is here as a guest, so in order not to be treated with contempt, he naturally has to show some strength, and only in this way can he have the qualifications to talk with Bai Emblem on an equal footing.

To be honest, as a teacher, I like gifted students.

White coat of arms is no exception. The better Sun Mo performs, the more harmonious the relationship between the two will be.

"Find a way to get his consent, copy some books and bring them back."

Sun Mo had already thought about it. It doesn't take too much. The white coat of arms can allow him to copy half of it, which is a great improvement for the spirit pattern level of Zhongzhou Academy.

Cui Shunen frowned: "What's your name?"

"Sun Mo!"

After Sun Mo finished speaking, Lu Zhiruo pricked up her ears, ready to hear the exclamation, but found that these people didn't know the teacher at all.

"Which school?"

Cui Shunen asked again.

"Great Tang Jinling, Zhongzhou Academy!"

Wow!

There was noise all around again, and there was even laughter.

The former Zhongzhou Academy was very powerful, but it has plummeted since it encountered the crisis of extinction three hundred years ago.

"Is the old principal awake?"

Cui Shunen cared.

In Kyushu, any sub-sage's breakthrough would be a big event in Kyushu, so the failure of the old headmaster was naturally known to everyone.

Sun Mo shook his head.

"When I came to the manor, Zhongzhou Academy was struggling with difficulty!"

A famous teacher curled his lips, thinking that Sun Mo might be lying, because this kind of rubbish school, what kind of genius can it produce?

It is estimated that their teachers are not as good as my students.

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